Tien smiled at the two Pharazians, but Janalia managed only a weak grin. "So, Ciyagi, who is your compatriot?" Tien asked as he initiated a handshake in Umbar's direction. "Mr. Tekla and ourselves were about to seek out Mr. Tylor. I believe he is in charge of our team and the Olympian ship the Hercules."

He nudged Janalia with his elbow, indicating to her to shake hands with their new team members. Janalia sighed softly, but instead of extending her hand to Umbar, she bowed her head courteously to both Pharazians in turn. "Nice to see you again, Ciyagi." She managed a weak smile. "Who knew we would be assigned to the same team," she said, although her tone was slightly disingenuous.

Tien frowned at his companion. "Please forgive Miss Ngyen's stoicness. She hasn't been feeling well of late." He lowered his voice. "A bit space sick," he said conspiratorially to Umbar. "But I'm sure it will pass in time."

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"All those who are in Hercule's team are to meet to the Humpback shuttle in 1500 hours!" informed Commodore Mark Tylor, however for the people who had no concept of miltary time Mark's second in command, Patrick Solidus, said "That's in ten minutes."

Janalia felt a smile coming. She nudged Tien, and then nodded over to where Patrick stood. "I like him," she said about Solidus. "He seems to be the type that understands that not everyone here is in the military."

Tien snorted softly. "Great," he replied, with a sardonic grin upturning the corners of his mouth. "Perhaps he's also the type that will 'understand' your space sickness and elitist attitudes."

Janalia elbowed him. Switching to Chinese, she said, "Well, I'm sure he's not the type to barge into the ladies' room to tell me to hurry up."

Tien chuckled, deciding to ignore Janalia for the moment. "Gentlemen?" he asked the Pharazians and the Havenite, as he politely waved them forward with his arm. "Shall we proceed to the Humpback shuttle as requested?"

Umbar was disenchanted by Janalia's attitude, but Cyagi was still clueless. When Tien asked if they should get going, Umbar nodded and motioned for him to lead the way. While Ciyagi pouted over his now empty bag of cookies.

"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)

"I'm ready, let's go." Tekla noticed the Pharazian with an empty food bag, "Theres a food vendor up ahead if you want some more food." he paused a second and felt through his pocket grabbing some change. "Here's even some change since you probably didn't exchange money to the Haven standard yet."

"Research 'assistant'," Tien gleefully corrected her. "You could learn a lot from him," he said to her on a more serious note. "This mission is important, and petty elitist views aren't going to help any."

"Petty?" Janalia said incredulously, though still speaking in Chinese. "You're a Patrician, just like I am. Or, has all your time in the CIS made you sympathetic to the impurities that have afflicted the human race?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at him. "I never figured you for a Grafter sympathiser. Especially since you seemed so 'chummy' with Mr. Khan and the rest of the Darm."

Tien stopped, roughly grabbing hold of her arm to make her stop as well. "I am not a 'sympathiser'!" he said irritably to her in Chinese. "I still believe that everyone has their purpose and place in society. Grafters are labourers. That's their purpose. Patricians are leaders and caretakers. That's their purpose. And each of these people on our team also have a place and a purpose." He nodded to the two Pharazians and the Havenite walking ahead of them. "They are military men. Mutants, they may be, but they understand about 'chains of command' and 'purpose and duty' the same as I do. And it is my 'purpose and duty' to make sure that we co-operate with each other to accomplish this mission. And it is your 'duty' to do the same!

"You don't have to like them, but you do have a 'duty' to be cordial, polite, and professional during this mission! And," he added, "it's very impolite not to speak in the common tongue in front of others." His steely gaze staring right through her and he switched back to English. ((OOC: or whatever our common tongue is. :P)) "Or don't speak at all."

He released her arm, obviously irritated with her. "C'mon," he said, picking up his pace to catch up the others. "We don't want to be late."

Janalia stood there for a moment, shocked that she had been chastised in such a way. No one had ever spoken to her in that fashion, and she was at a loss at how to respond. After a brief moment of contemplation, she jogged to catch up with him, and the two walked in silence behind their three companions.

Ciyagi smiled at Tekla as he offered him money. "No need for that," Ciyagi said cheerily. "I've got this," he said as he pulled out a golden card, it had GEGS in bold letters on the front, and his name and a long barcode.

"It's the Galactic Enforcer Galactic Standard card," he explained. "I scan it, and it pays the fee with money from my military account, thus I don't need to exchange money types, it does it through my account, for me," he finished explaining, as he approached the vendor and lifted the card, a laser scanner beeping as it read the barcode, and Ciyagi pressed the button, choosing some sun dried, salsa flavored chips this time.

Ciyagi smiled with antisipation as the vendor started to drop the bag, but it got stuck. Ciyagi's smile faded, and changed into an angry frown. Ciyagi grabbed the vendo and started shaking it furiously, but the vendor didn't release the bag.

Umbar held his hand up to make the others stop from helping Ciyagi, if any of them were going to try. "Trust me, you don't want to interupt him when this happens," Umbar said plainly.

Ciyagi grew angrier, he gripped his hand, a solid white rod of light forming in his hand, he took a Jendai fighting stance and started hacking away at the vendor, it sparked and dented under his barrage, at points he'd punch the plastic-like glass, cracking and denting it deeply.

A few moments later the show was over, and Ciyagi let go of the rod, it shattered into shards as it fell from his hand, but before the shards hit the ground they faded from sight and existance. Ciyagi was breathing deeply, and his pupils were meer slits, while his face was contorted in a look of pure rage and hatred. But this soon faded back into a grin as Ciyagi reached into the crumpled mass of the vendor and pulled the bag of chips out.

Ciyagi scanned his card two more times, the scanner, amazingly, was still working. Then Ciyagi pulled out two more bags, one a bag of cookies, another a bag of miniature cupcakes. Ciyagi approached the group with a doofus grin on his face, he held the bags in his arms, the hand he had been punching with was bleeding profusely, even having small shards of plastic-like glass in his knuckes.

Ciyagi didn't seem to notice this. "Okay, ready to go now!" He said cheerily to the shocked ((assuming)) group. The only one not surprised at the sudden show of rage was Umbar, who was looking at Ciyagi with a glazed, half lidded gaze.

"Come on you dunderhead," said Umbar as he began walking again. Ciyagi however noticed Janalia and Tien talking, and it wasn't in english...it sounded similar to Jendai's royal tongue, which was Japanese, while Jendai's second common tongue was oddly Russian, and Ciyagi knew both languages well, along with dutch, which was Pharaz's common tongue, beyond the galactic common tongue of english.

Ciyagi slowed until Tien and Janalia came up on him, he grinned at the two, "What's so interesting?" He asked in Japanese, wondering if they'd understand.

"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)

Janalia understood Ciyagi's question. Japanese wasn't the primary language on Nirvana, but it was still spoken in some sectors. She went to open her mouth, but after a quick glare from Tien, she shut it abruptly and was silent.

"Oh, nothing," Tien answered Ciyagi's question instead. "I was just explaining to Janalia that certain things are viewed differently by military personnel than by their civilian counterparts." He smiled at Ciyagi, who seemed totally oblivious to the fact that he had just injured himself in the pursuit of his cookies. High tolerance to pain, and probably accellerated healing powers, Tien mentally noted to himself. "Don't you agree?"

'Hm? Something's burning in my hand,' thought Ciyagi as he obliviouly listened to Tien. Ciyagi looked down at his hand, his eyebrows arched in an odd look of admiration and surprise, then he let out a loud, and very sharp howl of pain, then stopped, the whole ordeal lasting two seconds.

"Don't you agree?" Asked Tien. "Mm, I guess, I've been more or less the same since my days in the military, but that could be because I was raised by my father who was a former Jendai Guard...something like that," stated Ciyagi dismissively.

He stuffed his excess bags of food into the small round metal pack on his back, then opened his bag of chips, consuming then quickly, but neatly, for the fact of a lady being present. Ciyagi turned in Janalia's direction, "y-you, don't s-seem to t-talk much...w-why's that?" He asked nervously ringing his bag of chips in his hands, with a cheesy but nervous smile on his face.

"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)

Jennifer Nelson remained qiet and turned to the others who had came from Apex. "You know what is expected of you from our goverment." She then turned and saw some of the people in the group leaving. "and i know whati must do."
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((OCC for group two i'll get things moving along.))

The apex vessel and the piranha had been moved to the same spaceport at the olympia spaceport connectd to the embassy building. Jamie was by the Piranha running the Pre-flight checks along with a couple of technicians. Michael sat in the office of his ex-wife looking at the Olympia and ashoka representatives.

Ciyagi turned in Janalia's direction, "y-you, don't s-seem to t-talk much...w-why's that?" He asked nervously ringing his bag of chips in his hands, with a cheesy but nervous smile on his face.

Janalia pressed her lips together, then glanced nervously at Tien. "Well...," she started, "I'm just not used to... strangers. This is the first time I've encountered any... one from outside Ashoka."

Tien nodded in silent approval of her answer. "I'm sure she'll be more talkative when she gets to know everyone a bit better," he said to Ciyagi. He grinned wryly. "Just keep talking to her."

At this Janalia's eyes flashed hotly in Tien's direction, but again, she remained politely silent. "I'm sorry," she said to Ciyagi, "but I just feel out of my element here." She glared at Tien. "Being surrounded by military people."

Once Cuyagi was done with the ordeal he stood amazed at how he could stand the pain from punching glass, and yet scared at what his powers could do. He murmured to himself, "Good thing hes with us." He noticed Ciyagi talking to the 2 from Ashoka, with Umbar walking behind them. He hurried up to Umbar and paced himself beside him.
"So, does Ciyagi.... do that often, since your were calm even amused by it, from what it looked to me?"

The meeting was over and the other group that went out to investigate the generator, had already left the meeting room several minutes ago. Laique'Hen still stood at the doorway, patiently waiting for the others to get moving. The Olympians in his group already went to the Olympian section less than a minute ago, and Laique'Hen wondered whether the Apex ship was there as well.

At one point, when there was still no sign of activity from the group members, he walked away from the doorway and stopped in front of the rest of the group, with his arms crossed. "Are we going to stand here all day or will we get going?" He said with a rather agitated tone.

"Yes, I agree, let's get moving," Dr. Stevens said, getting up and moving to join the others. Maurus followed her close behind. I wonder why we're only investigating the fighter and the generator, she thought. I mean, it's good to focus on only a few things at a time, but a single fighter? Why is that more important than everything else? Of course, it might possibly be used to help locate the group, but if it didn't, going after it would have been pretty much a waste of time.

((O.k I'm going to skip us to Pisces and Reydovan... Also the main problem is the lack of any action so i'll put us in positions so we'll end up in a fight or somthing Within a few posts. Sorry about the mild Char control.))

Then piranha and Apex ship appeared from the brake gate not too far away fromthe Planet known as Pisces. The Planet was an icy world that was owned by the Gemini mining corporation. The Planet's only valuable resource was a mineral that could be refined into a very heat resistant metal. The only two settlements on the world was the mining colony and a small Galactic Enforcers bace put their to protect the miners.

"G.E Bace on Pisces this is Piranha Ares-Xi-One-Gamma-Beta. We have arrived with the rest of he task force please confim." Jamie informed through the comm system.

"Roger that, We'll watch our back's." She replied switching the comms to the Apex ship. "TG7, Weare Clear, Shall we proceed to the co'ords that The Pharizians gave us?"

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Hercules approached one of the Docking airlocks on Reydovan Station. The task force had arranged to meet the stations security to obtain it's sensor logs in hope they sould discover where the Black Hand Ships had gone after the Tracking signal was lost.

Jennifer Nelson Stood with the rest of the Task Force at the Hercules airlock. TheShip lightly shuddered as the Docking Arm gripped on to the Stations outter airlock. After a minuet the Airlock doors opened and Three Security Guard stood at the other end.

"The Fighter isn't here," Grace murmured faintly, standing on the bridge of the Apex ship. "Not even close." There was a slight hint of sadness in her voice. Then, she stirred and blinked as the Piranha crew announced they were cleared.

"Shall we proceed to the co'ords the Pharazians gave us?"

"Affirmative, Piranha," she said into the comm. "We'll be right behind you."

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"Thanks," Replied Patrick, who was acting as Mark Tylors proxi during the stay at the station. "I'm Patrick Makepeace, however I perfer the name Paddy.. however no one listens and they just call me Patrick. So you guys wouldn't of happened to know of any recent Black Hand acivities would you?"